How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

with your existence,

 

The mood was strange.

 

two were seriously fighting, but they couldn’t

 

of the door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was dwindling, something I couldn’t quite put my finger on warming up the

 

almost chest to chest

 

my appearance you’re at least

 

didn’t mean anything. There are a hell of a lot more attractive men

 

are you doing here, then? Hurry up

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

right?” The man came closer, as if there was still

 

don’t participate in the stupid

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

swiftly, the woman raked her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him close to her. There was nothing separating them

 

twice her size, but he

 

wonder where I was, who these people were, and why I was here, as I took in the scene of the man and woman’s passionate

 

and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down on the

 

was romantic, yet macabre. Sad and hopeless and wretched all at the

 

woman’s eyes turned

 

ghost in this dream, after all. Someone from the outside looking in. I wasn’t truly

 

woman smiled at me—a meaningless,

 

and smashed into pieces. The face I hadn’t been able to

 

The woman was me.

 

de Borgia, that’s you… That’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

check, to see, to make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned

 

and the woman vanished and I lost

 

***

 

into my eyes had me twitching, trying to blink it

 

heavy feeling in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to

 

got me here? What happened at

 

the broken fragments of my memories as I slowly woke up, I turned my

 

I wanted to cry.

 

looking like he hadn’t just gone through hell and back, but there were no

 

my eyes leaving no part of

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

tried to move my weak hand and run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want was greater than anything else at the

 

a whisper in the soft breeze. “Why didn’t you

 

wasn’t really thinking of anything. It felt like it

 

this life, all of it flashed

 

like a stranger in my own body thinking

 

and hoarse as well, a whisper

 

“What…?”

 

a long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it broke,

 

something that had revealed itself to me time

 

to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I wasn’t the perfect sister, always composed and worthy of the family name like he had

 

always been like

 

“Always.”

 

mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at. “Were all the people around you blind

 

mean… I’m already in a situation where I’m hated without doing anything. I can’t

 

I pressed hard on the bone of his cheek,

 

kept on gazing at me with that same brokenhearted look in his

 

fully, enveloping me in his

 

torso and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and neck met, breathing

 

understand why my head felt so

 

dream, but I didn’t remember it

 

me like that. Because it’s not your fault. It’s not

 

arrogant

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